For those of Y’all ‘Fraid of the NSA, well, bow out now gracefully. I have no fear, but I am old and have nothing to lose. And to quote Bette Davis: “Fasten Your Seatbelts; it’s going to be a bumpy night.”

And, Yes! I am not stupid. I do recognize the dichotomy of the diametrically opposed points of the two songs I present below for your perusal. You must sort out your own feelings.

Now, some would argue, “Lance is just living in his past; he is craving for the days when Revolution was a real possibility”

Some might say that.

I say, “There is no better time than the present, to take it up; because things now, are really fucked up.”

“Like sands through the hourglass, so go the days of our (house-husband) lives.”
Thank you Aussa for visiting my site.
Means much, marvelous much to me.
(Don’t forget to sign the visitor’s log)
😉
Cheers My Friend!

The American Dream… I saw it once, before it was killed. It looked like it was probably loaded with vitamin A and beta carotene and would be a nice crunchy addition to a salad. The last I saw of it was inside the belly of the beast what ate it. A bad place, that belly. Go back the way you came and you get bit, go out where there are no teeth and you’re in shit.

Last time I saw it was back in ’65. Even then, it was running for the woods like a scalded jack-a-lope.
Hahahah
Great Comment, my friend.
Hey! Off topic: Are you a real heathen, or do you just play one?
(see comments below ‘Exile on Pain Street’ to get up to speed)
Cheers.
Lance

Am I a real heathen? That depends upon your definition. If you’re too pedantic to be worth talking to, then no, I’m not — I don’t worship the Norse gods. But if you’re more liberal with the term and use it as it’s commonly used, then yes, I am — I have never been indoctrinated into any Abrahamic (or any other) religion, have never believed in their invisible space daddy, and consider their holey texts to be badly written fairy tales designed to scare children and the mentally weak into elevating undeserving greedy shitheads into positions of power.

Hmm. I can already hear shrieks of outrage from the mentally weak who will protest that they are not so, and that I ought to respect their insanity.

Hey, like blogland because it ain’t real. The people in it aren’t real. The situations are exaggerated. Now you’re telling us that, in addition to the 18 hours of reality that’s IN OUR FACES everyday, we’re going to get a heaping helping here, too? Okay, pal. Do your worst. Let’s see what you got.

Everyone thinks that their version/definition of “I love Amerakey” is the correct one.

First of all, I never purported ‘it’ to be ‘real’. And I ain’t ‘tellin’ you nothing. I am speaking via a keyboard and my mind. If you choose to sit at this table… Yes. You will get a heaping helping here. A heaping helping of my mind. That is what makes a blog. Or should you expect to get less, like Oliver? “Just a little bit more Sir?”
If I served less, I would be doing my readers (all six of them) a disservice.
This ain’t my first rodeo.
Second, Blogging is not an escape from reality (eight or eighteen hours of same). But Bloggers are real folks. People who play WOW are not; they are just children, which in my mind, ain’t people yet. Trust me, I have known some.
Thirdly: My version of ‘Amerakey’, don’t matter more than a cup of warm spit, but it is MY version. And I am free to express my version here.
I never claim a monopoly on wisdom; it is just my not so humble opinion. (And after all, I am Texan First, American Second. Has always been so, as it is with most Texans. And no! I do not even claim to speak for most Texans. Again, just my opinion. But I know I am right.
I have been around the World.
Twice
And I have seen two white whales fuck.
In the Gulf of Aqaba.
I do love your comments though. I sincerely do.
Made me think, which is always a great thing.
Please visit early and often
(I do mean this)

Hang onto yer socks then.
Cheers My Friend.
Thank you for getting my heart-rate up.
Now I can skip that aerobic workout and have a beer or five.
Shalom!
(NO I ain’t Jewish, but I can be here in the Never-Never-Land of Make Believe that is Our Internet.)
😉

I’m with you all the way. The writing is on the wall, Big Brother has moved in and made us HIS own but screaming doesn’t seem to help. Few are willing to listen…they pretend that if they go along with what’s happening they will be spared or even overlooked. LOLOLOLOLOL Oh, sorry, did I laugh out loud?

LAMarcom…I do thank you for your service though I disagree with your evolving politics. Don’t get me wrong…our current system seems to be broken but I’m not sure I’ll reach the same conclusions as you. But…the point of a healthy Republic is for healthy debate to find solutions that do work. Keep in touch.

We agree to disagree.
This is what I want: debate.
I am not an anarchist, I am just pissed off. Things need to change..
I am a patriot. I have, as I have said, served my country.
Yet, things are broken now.

It bothers me when people on both sides of a debate slander the other by saying things like “To disagree = a lack of patriotism. I am not one of those and you can be a patriot and have differing views.

SOmetimes, I am fairly sure we are heading for another “Civil” war. (What the hell about war is civil?) But I also think it will not be state against state… it will be those who love America against those who want it changed into their personal cess pool. (Which means those the traitors in DC have promised free rides and Shia law)